I've loved getting to know different cultures and areas of our country. I've learned to be more compassionate and understanding of those whose lives have been different than mine. I've learned to appreciate the unique beauty of both the land and the people I've found in each place. And today I am sick of it.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm either saying goodbye or just getting to know the people and conventions around me. I miss the friendships that develop over years, of having someone that will come over just because I call. I've left a bit of my heart behind in each place I've been. Today, I feel the holes that have been left.
In a year I will be more settled. I will know the names and faces of those around me. My children will be excited to return to the same school for more than one grade. We've never tried that. I won't see every thing in my home as more work that must be packed, moved, unpacked, and decided about. In a year we will have put down roots. Hopefully, I will have friends that are closer than email and oftener than the phone. But today, I am lonely and mourning the pulling up of my family and the new hole we are about to create in my heart.